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GRAND FINALS

I wanted to make a post with all of the chapter artworks for my fanfic Aid to Navigation so they’re all in one place (and also because I made a mistake in one and I want to post the fixed version ahaha).

I had a ton of fun writing this fic! Thank you so much to everyone who commented, liked, reblogged, shared, and made fanart!!

V good fic, thank

i found the video

source

Are you shitting me?

this is what i like to see

old memes die hard

ok but she gettin it

This video is nostalgic for me

Husband just told me he’s going to sit in the car because he’s about to yell at someone on the phone and doesn’t want me to be upset by his yelling and I can’t decide if this is a little sad or kinda hilarious.

Remember that post about how a lot of women are inherently terrified of men shouting, even when it’s not directed at them or with cruel intentions? Good men get that and will uhhhhh apparently sit in their car on a summer day because they just HAVE to roast someone but they also respect women’s feelings.

“Pardon me, madam. This gentleman must be put to rights immediately. I will take him out of doors for a thorough admonition so as not to upset your delicate constitution.”

Steven Let’s play a fun game about adventure and mortal peril! What could possibly go wrong? Universe is playing a Warlock who thinks he’s a Sorcerer. 

Why not Bard? you ask

Well…

There was another contender for the position.

its my gender and i get to pick the appropriate times to misgender myself for comedic purposes

i beg you all please stop hiding these in the tags

RATING CATRA’S LOOKS

Season 1-3 Look

8/10. dresses like how i used to back in 10th grade. the most emo catra. fluffy. willd and feral gal. screams “punk” but she’s actually soft. abt to drop the hottest break up mix tape

Princess Prom

∞/10. remember when this came out and 98% of the fandom suddenly realized how hot catra is? yes. i was one of them. this look just screams BDE.

The Crimson Waste

6.5/10. a definite baddie look but now looking back it just doesn’t fit her. will break your heart for fun. ACTUALLY punk.

Season 4 Look

10/10. GOOD... GOD. model. fine legs. wonderful curves. popped off on the custom design. she looks like shego from kim possible if u squint

Glitched Catra

2/10. gave me the biggest fright of my life. hot but absolutely NOT in the good way. would sell u for a cornchip.

Chipped Catra

100000000/10. this one deserves two pictures for full effect. had her for 10 minutes and i already want her back. i would simp for catra for this look

Season 5 Look

9/10 (+1, when she’s grumpy) but your honor, she is baby. looks so soft u wont remember she tried to destroy the universe. would jump into fire for u. trying her best

Future Vision Catra

12/10. a CAPE? she’s wearing a white cape with golden accents??? palmless, fingerless gloves? a ponytail??? she was hot before and she aged like fine wine.

Baby Catra

10/10. an absolute ✨baby✨. look at her shadow weaver. u fucked up a damn good baby is what u did. hair fluff is absolute max.

Aid to Navigation: Chapter 1

Here it is, the first chapter of my SU fic! Lighthouses are fucking hard to draw!

Steven's impostor syndrome/guilt complex combo wins the annual Beach City mental gymnastics for the fourth year in a row

[Disclaimer: yes, the point is, he also shouldn't feel like things are his burden alone, or that people would immediately discard him, even if something actually is his fault. No need to waste all his energy trying to cling to that pedestal.]

Too relatable yeet

There I fixed it.

Bonus:

sounds about right

(day 137)

At first glance, Doctor Smoke’s office was - similar, to the office of his psychologist’s. They both had their certificates and awards very prominently displayed (and while Steven hadn’t given college a thought beyond that he wanted to follow Connie there, he still knew enough to know that to be a doctor you had to go for like, a billion years - so it made sense that they all showed them off). They both had desks, and a ton of really complicated-looking, thick books about the human psyche, and brains, and - other doctor stuff, he figured.

But there were also tiny little differences, too. While Dr. A’s office had a decent amount of greenery in it - real and fake, she had told him- a quick cursory glance revealed no plants in the office of the older, white-haired man. He sat across the room from Steven, with a thick, oaken desk between them, dividing the room neatly in half; Steven found himself sitting in his own decently fancy chair on the opposite side, swinging his legs idly as the psychiatrist looked over his medical intake forms.

And as he watched the expressions flitting across his face - he braced himself a little. If this was anything like when he went to the hospital, apparently Steven was missing some key information that doctors really thought he should have by now; things like a ‘social security number’ (which he had no idea what that was even for, but he apparently was missing one because he was half-alien, cool) or the dreaded ‘general practitioner’ (because what if they wanted to know his medical history? He had only seen Connie’s mom once and had spent half the time glowing and freaking out - no thanks). He had filled out the forms to the best of his ability before he even got to the medical center, located about twenty minutes outside of Beach City, had pondered over the questions and had consulted the Gems about it, then his dad when it turned out they had no idea what to put down for a medical history for his mother’s side.

(He had ended up writing ‘high blood pressure’ down, along with ‘magical spit’ and ‘physical form was projection of light’.)

(read chapter 10 on ao3)

(cw: medication and side effects, messing with dosage, brief mention of s**c*dal thoughts)

This fic is really good, basically what I wanted when they did the time skip. If only recovery was actually a time skip.

let it all go

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something I’ve been chipping at for a while… I’m very slow with my own projects haha…. 

epilogue:

Only ONE day.

Just a Deltarune sketch dump. ^^

I  may colour some of them later.  We’ll see.

she’s small, she sparkles, she’s always ready to fight and i love her so much